Running Shoes

The sun stole my running shoes

And ran to the ends of the earth.

(A place I could never find.)

 

The moon stole my sunglasses

And reflected the sun’s light.

(Something I’ve always wished to do.)

 

The stars stole my sleep

And disappeared one night.

(The sky was bare and dissatisfied.)

 

Now I’m blind,

Barefoot

And tired.

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